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THE SERIAL STORY ' , Murder on the Boardwalk v BY ELINORE COWAN STONE SSriilS, Yaatartart dmndrs trill Wll saaf, ISaallAaa him a Mm. Tnl hrla mlaainir nrphpw. lie nccuMr Wllmet of tcnllns fcla allver dnit- SaelarM Ik" both Mra. Tl fcaH Mid ar napfcaw had bud TliloB, Tha fraamrnla ot fflaaara fnnnd In tha wheel ehatr mmr Knllfr Wllmat tha marderer. CHAPTER XVIII jyH. WILMET had sprung to hli "But this is preposterousl" he cried. "Why why, I was the one who brought you herel If I" "Because, Inspector" Chan dra'i voice was a gentle purr1 "another trait Earl Talbert shared with his aunt, Inspector, was the delusion that, single-handed, he could outwit the world. But now" the clairvoyant stood, suddenly very tall, It seemed to Christine, over the blustering little man "he is going to tell the whole atory. "You are going to tell us, my friend, how gloating over the trick by which you robbed your aunt 12 years ago, you persuaded yourself that you were sufficient ly the 'master mind' for a much more daring crime. ... I doubt if you Intended murder In the be ginning. But probably, after you had drugged Mrs. Talbert and taken what you supposed to be valuable bonds, you realized that she had recognized you" I didn't!" Mr. Wilmet's round face was white and drenched with sweat "I why, I never heard of the woman before last night . . . Inspector, he's trying to for God's sake, don't let him do this!" He was cowering before the clairvoyant as he might before an evil genius. For without any of the trap pings or stage-setting of his craft Chandra was again the Oriental mystic Christine had seen that other night; his voice was the purring, hypnotic voice of the seer; his blazing yellow eyes held Mr. Wilmet's eyes as If In a snare. T'ELL them," he commanded, "how, before you had drugged your aunt Into helpless ness, you forced her to write those letters. Tell them how, after you had held her In her own car while you made sura Jaspar had obeyed her orders, you drove her, by night, to her own aban doned borne, and hid her there while you rifled the house ,tor anything you might find that could help to point suspicion to someone else. ... "Tell them that you even felt cafe in leaving her alone there, drugged as she was, because you remembered her prejudice against the police, and you knew that Jaspar would respect her orders. "Perhaps, at first, you consid ered killing your aunt there in her empty house; but it was nec essary to your infantile exhibi tionism to do the thing in a really spectacular way, and you had more Ideas than you knew what to do with. . . . Tell them how, after you had entered the house with Mrs. Talbert's own key" "But how could I?" Mr. Wll tnet's cry was shrill with tri umph. "Why, she didn't have key." Jaspar broke a shocked silence. "He's right, Inspector," he mur tnured. "Mrs. Talbert hadn't taken her key with her." Christine, watching as If in a fantastic nightmare, saw the lit tle man freeze as he understood how much he had told in those Bve words; then leap to his feet and dash blindly, straight into the arms of two uniformed men who had appeared in the doorway. "Get his keys," the Inspector ordered. When one of the officers hand ed the ring to him, he passed it to Jaspar, a silent question in the gesture. "Yea, sir," Jaspar almost whis pered. "The middle one." "All right Take him to the bureau. . . . Well" even Inspec tor Parsons looked white and shaken as his subordinates led the hysterical man away "I've seen a third degree or two; but at least policemen don't hit mugs over the head with black magic. . . . And now, suppose you tell me how you know all this." 'T5ECAUSE, sir'Waspar spoke "after I left your office last night, I thought it best to have a look at the house. I'd kept one key, because I felt that as soon as I could, I must go back. . . But someone had been there before me. Everything was turned upside down." "Much as we found It when we went out early this morning," the Inspector nodded. "Perhaps you'll understand now why I was so much interested in your keys, Yardley. That story you told about absent-mindedly taking a key from a strange car and put ting It into your pocket sounded pretty feeble. . , . Anything taken, Jaspar?" ' "Mrs. Talbert's will, sir I sup pose it was he sent that to the newspapers; and a pair of Mrs. Talbert's shoes" "The ones," the inspector ex plained, "that her nephew put on to make that false trail to the booth. One of my men found them burled deep In the sand Where Yardley told us about hav ing seen Wilmet pottering around the evening before. Until now, I wasn't entirely sure Mr. Yardley hadn't put them there himself, "Well" the inspector looked almost satisfied "now we only heed those faked bonds." . From a tangle of images, one started out clean-lined in Chris tine's tired memory. "I think that If you pried up the top of that stone bench at the back of the booth," she said, "you might find something underneath." w When she explained about. that first morning her heel sinking into soft concrete, Mr. Wilmet's voluble explanations the Inspec tor went to the telephone and gave an order. "Altogether," he said, turning back, "that bird used up enough Ideas in one murder to last a good, honest crook a lifetime. . , . But the thing that puzzled me worst he apparently hadn't had a finger In. , . . You wondered how I knew that those bonds were your cousin's. Miss Thorenson. I found something among them that you missed." TTE took a folded paper from his pocket and handed it to Christine. It was a short note in Cousin Emma's hand. "My dear Christine." It said. "If anything shonld hap pen to prevent our visit, Jaspar will hand you these. Take rood care of them, for the bonds are non-registered: so, of course, anyone could use them. They are yours, as most of what I possess will be in the end. Affectionately yours, Emma Talbert" "This morning," the inspector said, "I'd have sold my soul to know who really wrote that." The telephone rang, and he hurried to answer. "He has? Good .work!" they heard him say. "I'll be right up. . . . Well," he hung up, "Miss Thorenson was right about that bench. Mr. Earl Talbert has shot the works in his confession. I guess that cleans up the slate." "Not entirely." Chandra ex tended a hand. "I'd like my glasses." "Your what?" "I was sure," Chandra ex plained evenly, "that he'd lost his spares somewhere even if it wasnt in my studio or he would not have been wearing a pair of sun-glasses with ordinary lenses." "You mean," the inspector said after a blank silence, "that you hypnotized that poor nut with your own spectacle case?" "Something like that," Chandra admitted. Then he murmured with a strange, tired smile Christine recognized the quotation '"But there was something in it tricks and all'" (THE END) r 3F -'.' sMa--' w sJssTSt.l , ..x Already a dancing star and div ing champ, Mary Howard came to Hollywood to hoof in films. When acting contracts came her way, she got her teeth straight ened and gave her legs a rest. After several minor roles, she appears as Ann Rutledge to Raymond Klassey's "Abe Lin coln in Illinois." OUT OUR WAY . BY J. R. WILLIAMS OUR BOARDING HOUSE With MAJOR HOOPLE FLAPPER FANNY By Sylvia - com. i rr acA xmct. mc T.iata.HT.or. "Isn't this swell, Fan? The band master says I don't hafta practice at school I can do it here." 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